this place holds within its walls a profane legacy its sickening my soul a monument to darker ages behold two thousand years we burn the memory. twas such a beautiful site the flames wrought tears from my eyes to the beating of my dreadful heart peering into the dark to the dungeons of her hope. thine is this portion of my flesh will you wreak your sorrow on me forevermore on this sombre starless night you've wandered from the safety of thy nightly shores. From the cold tombs heart the spectre washes away we overturn the graves of gods who told lies. i feel as if time has fallen deathly still my passions my sorrows mere memories of a life past but I’ve come to far to just walk away from my empire the ashes from the fire still litter the earth in my wake an infinite sadness towards finite endings blessings from below curses to the above. | 
